Lord_Deathstalker
The bleeding nose perv
Salazar kicked down his motorcycle stand. His long leather coat covering his cutlass and his worn leather vest covered in holsters holding antique flintlocks. Removing his coat he has dressed what the modern world thought pirates looked like. As a point of fact, no pirate Salazar heard of wore silk or foppish pants. Leaving his case on the bike Salazar looked at the Royal Albert Hall. It's domed roof and structure was striking in the light of the full moon. Taking an even more worn violin case off the back of his bike.
Salazar saw there was a bit of foot traffic even at this hour. Moving to a promising spot Salazar opened the case. And left it on the ground, The old violin had clear signs of wear and been through a lot. But it was also clear that it was equally well cared for. Making sure his bow was properly resigned and running his thumb over the strings to ensure a was well there two.
Then Salazar brought the bow to the strings and began to play. He raised his voice as he played "Oh, Lazarus
How did your debts get paid?
Oh, Lazarus
Were you so afraid?
When the fires, when the fires have surrounded you
With the Hounds of Hell comin' after you
I've got blood, I've got blood on my name
When the fires, when the fires are consumin' you
And your sacred stars won't be guiding you
I've got blood, I've got blood
Blood on my name"
Salazar moved to the music, he was never a very good dancer but he was an extent swordsman. So to anyone watching his footwork would notice that it swordplay steps not dancing steps. As he finished the small solo He raised his voice once again in song
"Oh, Lazarus
How did your debts get paid?
Oh, Lazarus
Were you so afraid?
Can't you see I'm sorry
I will make it worth your while
Made a dead man's money
You can see it in my smile
Oh, Lazarus
How did your debts get paid?
Oh, Lazarus
Were you so afraid?" Salazar soon finished the song and set down his violin. Reaching into his pocket he found his pack of smokes. Shaking one out he lit it. Exhaled a cloud of smoke. His eyes looking up at the large music Hall. It was not exactly his speed Salazar liked his small night club. Big places like this always made him feel a little wasteful after all he did not need all that room.
Salazar saw there was a bit of foot traffic even at this hour. Moving to a promising spot Salazar opened the case. And left it on the ground, The old violin had clear signs of wear and been through a lot. But it was also clear that it was equally well cared for. Making sure his bow was properly resigned and running his thumb over the strings to ensure a was well there two.
Then Salazar brought the bow to the strings and began to play. He raised his voice as he played "Oh, Lazarus
How did your debts get paid?
Oh, Lazarus
Were you so afraid?
When the fires, when the fires have surrounded you
With the Hounds of Hell comin' after you
I've got blood, I've got blood on my name
When the fires, when the fires are consumin' you
And your sacred stars won't be guiding you
I've got blood, I've got blood
Blood on my name"
Salazar moved to the music, he was never a very good dancer but he was an extent swordsman. So to anyone watching his footwork would notice that it swordplay steps not dancing steps. As he finished the small solo He raised his voice once again in song
"Oh, Lazarus
How did your debts get paid?
Oh, Lazarus
Were you so afraid?
Can't you see I'm sorry
I will make it worth your while
Made a dead man's money
You can see it in my smile
Oh, Lazarus
How did your debts get paid?
Oh, Lazarus
Were you so afraid?" Salazar soon finished the song and set down his violin. Reaching into his pocket he found his pack of smokes. Shaking one out he lit it. Exhaled a cloud of smoke. His eyes looking up at the large music Hall. It was not exactly his speed Salazar liked his small night club. Big places like this always made him feel a little wasteful after all he did not need all that room.